Page 68 of Moving to Love
“Wow, Jeremiah. You’re going to spoil me rotten. Then I’m going to be awful to live with.”
“I doubt that, but I want to spoil you.”
She finished her Danish and noticed that Jeremiah wasn’t eating anything. She frowned at him, her eyebrows dropping down. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you hungry?”
He turned slightly to face her, his eyes hungry. “When you’re finished eating, I’ll eat. Off of you.”
Joci froze as what he said registered. Then a smile grew across her face, so big it nearly flattened him. “Really?”
He picked the tray off the bed and set it on the nightstand beside him. He grabbed a plate with a cut-up Danish on it and set it down next to Joci. “Roll over onto your tummy.”
Joci rolled over, resting on her elbows. “Down, all the way. Lie flat on the bed, hands above your head.”
She moved the pillow and did as he asked. He began placing little pieces of the cut-up Danish down the center of her back, on her butt cheeks, down the seam of her butt, tucking a few at the juncture of her thighs. He moved to straddle her legs and began kissing her shoulders. He kissed the back of her neck, licking and nipping. He moved down and snagged a piece of Danish and ate it while he continued pressing kisses down her back. He kissed and nibbled all the way down to her ass, nipping and biting as he did. The lower he got, the more aggressive his kissing became.
She hummed.
He ate the Danish from the seam of her ass, licking and dipping his tongue in as far as he could go. A sigh escaped Joci’s lips as he continued this sweet assault on her body. Best meal ever.
After he had eaten the last bite from deep between her thighs, he lifted slightly, his voice husky, he said, “Roll over, baby. I’m still hungry.”
She rolled over, and the look in her beautiful gray eyes was a sight to behold. He began placing sliced strawberries across her chest, on her nipples, between her breasts, down the center of her tummy. As he got lower, his nostrils flared as he looked at her, “So fucking beautiful.”
He placed two slices of strawberry over her clit and took a whole strawberry and gently placed it between the lips of her pussy. He leaned forward and kissed her lips, gently. He licked across her bottom lip and pulled it into his mouth and sucked on it. She slid her hands into his hair and held his head.
“Jeremiah. Holy shit, this is…it’s great, but…I need you.”
“You have me, Joci. Always.” He kissed her neck, across the top of her chest, eating his strawberries and licking and nipping at her skin as he went. When he reached her nipples, he placed his mouth over her breast and sucked the strawberry and her nipple into his mouth. Sucking and pulling and teasing her until she began squirming.
“Don’t knock my breakfast off, Joci.”
She blew out a breath.
He did the same to her other breast as she moaned. He smiled against her skin as he continued to kiss and eat his way down her tummy. Finally, he made it to her clit. He ate the strawberry slices from her and sucked them into his mouth. He was still straddling her, so she couldn’t open her legs and let him in. He sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it. Her skin became clammy and her breathing heavy as he pulled away and slid down her legs. He pulled her knees up and gently spread her legs open to him.
“Now this...this is a sight to behold.” Before she could say anything, he dipped down and sucked the strawberry from her opening. As he chewed, he slid two fingers into her channel and smiled up at her. “Joci, you’re so wet, baby. I think you like feeding me breakfast.”
“Jeremiah…please.” He chuckled as he swiped his tongue down the seam of her pussy and began moving his fingers. She whimpered, and he felt her grow wetter. He sucked her clit into his mouth, and she exploded.
He pulled his fingers out and thrust his tongue inside to taste her. He continued to lap at her until her orgasm subsided. He crawled back up her body as he said, “That was the best breakfast I’ve ever had. Now, dessert.”
He swiftly plunged into her and began riding her hard. She slammed her hands into his hair and wrapped her legs around his waist and rode with him. Too soon, Jeremiah thrust hard into her, and she cried out his name as he released himself into her. He held himself inside of her for several moments, letting his heart slow. “Jesus. What you do to me is mind-blowing.”
Chapter 29
They spent the day lounging in bed, watching movies, and talking. Around five o’clock, Jeremiah said, “Okay, we have a problem here.”
She looked across the sofa where he was sitting and frowned. “We do?”
“Yeah. I wanted to grill dinner but forgot about that when I issued the no clothing rule. I’m not afraid for people to see me naked, but I don’t want the neighbors calling the cops on me. So, just for dinner, we can wear clothes. Okay?”
Joci scrunched her face. “I don’t know. A rule is a rule.”
He jumped on her and began tickling her. “My rules, so I can change them.”
She squirmed and squealed, “Okay. Okay.”
He kissed her lightly on the lips and stood up. He reached his hand down for her and pulled her to him. “I loved spending the day with you.”
